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When Meredith walked downstairs the next morning, her brother, Josh, was still there. "I'm driving you to school."

"I'll walk," She rolled her eyes and grabbed her backpack from the front of the house. "Where's Dad?"

"His office," Josh said as Meredith knocked on the door before walking inside. "Can I walk, please?"

"You'll be late."

"No, I'll be fine." She sighed. "Oh, can I spend the night at Izzie's tonight? We have to work on this project and then we could get it done in one night. Please."

"I'll think about it. If you're going to walk, you better start now." Thatcher said as Meredith closed the door.

"Bye," She said and was out the door. Her house wasn't too far from the high school, but it was still a good ten minute walk.

"Grey!"

"Hey, Mark," She laughed as he caught up with her. "What are you doing up this early?"

"I left my car outside this one chick's house, last night. I was slightly intoxicated." He laughed.

"Oh, I'm sure," Meredith shook her head. "At least you were somewhat responsible. I'm proud."

"Awh, shucks, Mer," He laughed. "So tonight?"

"Vodka and Red Bull," She told him. "Get that and I'll be there."

"If you say so. Smirnoff?" He suggested as she nodded. "Alright, I'll see you later then."

"Bye," Meredith walked into her school. She stepped into her classroom right as the final bell rang.

"You're lucky, Miss Grey. One more late and you'd get a detention." Her teacher reminded her.

"And that's why I wasn't," She laughed and took her seat, unfortunately right in front of Nancy Shepherd. "F my life," She mumbled to herself.

"So, did you convince my brother to stay at your house again last night?" Nancy said to her.

"Uh, no. I didn't convince him to stay the first time either," Meredith turned around to face her; knowing this would be a more involved conversation.

"Sure you didn't." Nancy shook her head. "You probably already know what I think of you, considering how attached you are to my brother."

"Are you serious, Nancy?" Meredith shook her head. "I'm not a slut, so really? Why are you talking shit?"

"Ryan's my best friends, Grey. He told me about what you did with him your freshman year. Derek knows too."

"Guaranteed what you think happened didn't actually happen, Nancy. Whatever Hasley told you… don't believe."

"Yeah, I'm going to believe you over him," She laughed as Meredith just faced forward. "Dumb Slut."

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Derek walked into his kitchen around nine o'clock that night to see his mother, Nancy, and his older sister, Megan in the kitchen. "What?"

"So who's this, Meredith girl, Nancy told me about," Megan looked at her brother. "Cause I'm not a fan at the moment."

"I swear, Nancy," He glared at her. "I'm not doing this now. I'm going out tonight and, yes, I plan on hanging out with her."

"Derek," Angela let out a sigh.

"What? Do I have to get fucking interrogated every single day." He said without thinking.

"Language." she crossed her arms over her chest. "Why don't you bring her here for dinner tomorrow night."

"She's not my girlfriend, Ma. She's just my friend." He rolled his eyes.

"And you never have friends over?" She said. "Dinner will be ready at six thirty."

"Fine," He shook his head, knowing he would never win against his mother.

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Meredith had a beer in her hands when she felt two arms snake around her waist. "Wayyyy to be late."

"Wayyyy to be drunk," He laughed as she turned around to face him. "I was getting questioned again."

"About me, right?"

"Don't worry about it, okay?" He laughed. "I say we have fun tonight."

"Let's get you a beer," Meredith laughed.